Enchanting Smile

Chapter 1633: The Body Will Gradually Break Down

Chapter 1633: Chapter 1633: The Body Will Gradually Break Down


Ansel had already fallen asleep, his body limp in her arms, completely unconscious.


Jian Yufei carried him back, laid him on the bed, and tucked him in tightly.


She was physically and emotionally drained during this period, and now, an overwhelming fatigue hit her. She just wanted to sleep.


Lying down beside Ansel, Jian Yufei gently held his small body and fell into slumber herself.


When Ruan Tianling returned, he pushed the door open and glanced inside.


Seeing both mother and child asleep, he quietly stepped forward, pulled the blanket over Jian Yufei, and left the room.


As soon as the door closed, Jian Yufei groggily opened her eyes.


Ruan Tianling had returned?


Jian Yufei sat up, intending to go talk to him.


Downstairs in the living room—


Ruan Tianling sat lazily on the sofa.


A dozen doctors stood in front of him, all of them top medical experts he had recently summoned from around the world. Today was the time for them to deliver their findings to Ruan Tianling.


Originally, Jian Yufei was supposed to be present as well, but she had fallen asleep.


So Ruan Tianling hadn’t called her.


A Chinese-American doctor, acting as the representative, handed him the latest data report with caution: "Mr. Ruan, this is the data we gathered on the virus. Would you like to take a look?"


Ruan Tianling’s face remained expressionless: "Just give me the results directly."


What he wanted was just the outcome.


The doctor conveyed regretfully, "The result is, we are unable to identify the virus’s components and cannot develop an antidote..."


Ruan Tianling’s gaze suddenly turned piercing and sinister: "Unable?"


"Yes... Mr. Ruan, it’s unfortunate, but we truly cannot conquer it."


Ruan Tianling slowly stood up, his eyes fixed on these renowned, self-proclaimed genius doctors. The corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smirk.


"Aren’t you supposed to be brilliant? How is it that you can’t solve such a simple, minor virus?" he asked with a cold, dangerous tone.


The representative Chinese-American doctor hung his head, sounding guilty, "To be honest, we’ve never encountered a virus with this structure before. Our academic capabilities are limited, and we cannot find a solution to combat it. But we do know one thing: this virus has a latent incubation period, and it gradually drains the body. If someone remains in prolonged sleep, their body will start to break down, and their lifespan will be drastically shortened..."


What?!


Upstairs, Jian Yufei, who had been eavesdropping, suddenly felt her body weaken, leaning helplessly against the wall, dizzy.


Ruan Tianling’s pupils contracted, his expression turning exceedingly dark and severe.


"Shorten the lifespan?!" he asked in disbelief, as if doubting his own hearing.


"Yes, over time, the body’s functions will deteriorate. Your son won’t remain asleep forever; while he’s sleeping, his body is also gradually being drained."


"Given more time, how long would you need to develop an antidote?" Ruan Tianling asked in a deep voice.


The Chinese-American doctor shook his head: "I can’t guarantee, but based on current progress, we won’t be able to conquer it within one or two years. However, your son is too young, and his body is still developing—being in a coma for one or two years would ruin his entire future..."


Ansel...


Jian Yufei bit her hand fiercely, tears streaming down like a torrential downpour.


She knew Ansel’s greatest dream—he wanted to become the world’s strongest man.


He had spoken of this dream more than once.


If his body was destroyed, he would suffer for the rest of his life.


Jian Yufei slid down to the floor, hugging her knees tightly, feeling as though her heart was being torn apart.


Ruan Tianling was equally unable to accept this reality. His icy gaze turned lethal as he shouted, "You call yourselves the most authoritative doctors in the world, yet tackling this virus would take you several damn years?!"